Hearing the assistant's words, Gu Nanxun's clear gaze slowly fell on his face, with a bit of mockery: "Then what kind of person do you say I am?" ”

"You are the pride of the sky, he is ...... Fu Xingzhi" The assistant laughed: "If there is no support from the Italian Fu consortium behind him, he is nothing!" ”

They are Mr. Gu, the successor of the Gu Group, and a well-known single nobleman.

His father, Gu Tingshen, is a great philanthropist praised by everyone in Jiangcheng, and although his mother has been ill for a long time, she is gentle and kind......

With such a good family background and cultivation, how can Fu Xingzhi's ruthless, conspiracy and calculating man be qualified to compare with him?

But Gu Nanxun smiled, his smile was a little bitter, and he didn't continue the question: "Call my mother and tell her that I came to see her." ”

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In the carriage.

Qiao Wan and Fu Xingzhi sat side by side, Fu Dafu Er sat in front, and there was a baffle in the middle of the sports car.

The sports car was followed by two cars in front of and behind, protecting their cars without leaks.

Seeing that it was the route back to the company, Qiao Wan was relieved.

Just came out of the hospital, Fu Xingzhi had a gloomy face, his eyes stared coldly out of the window, and the air pressure in the carriage was very low.

Qiao Wan's eyes fell on his bandaged hand, and when she saw the bright red on it, she didn't feel good in her heart.

What if there are really sequelae?

Fu Xingzhi retracted his gaze and saw Qiao Wan quietly looking at him, frowning and in a trance.

Just like she had looked at him four years ago.

The man stared at her for a long time, the coldness in his eyes disappeared, and he smiled wickedly: "Little thing, peek at me!" ”

"I'm just looking at your hands!" Qiao Wan awkwardly looked away and looked out the window.

Really thick-skinned!

"The hand is not mine?" Fu Xingzhi raised his eyebrows, grabbed the back of Qiao Wan's neck, pulled her in front of him, and blew evilly on her face: "What are you afraid of?" Afraid of being crippled? ”

The faint smell of smoke spread on the tip of his nose, and Qiao Wan didn't like this feeling, and struggled slightly.

She didn't care if he was crippled, but she didn't mind if she made him like this.

"As long as it is treated well, the doctor said there is no problem." Qiao Wan lazily spoke, avoiding his burning gaze.

She always felt that Fu Xingzhi was going to eat her at any time!

"If you are really crippled, do you have to feel guilty for the rest of your life?" Fu Xingzhi lowered his eyes and chuckled, his eyes were straightforward, and there was no movement in his hand: "It's better to let it be crippled, make you feel guilty for a lifetime, and you won't be able to forget me for the rest of your life." ”

Qiao Wan chuckled in her heart, and subconsciously wanted to refute, but suddenly she couldn't find the words to describe him.

Her attack was like tickling him.

"Boring!"

The sports car was parked at the door of the company, and Qiao Wan pushed the car door and was about to go down, but was dragged back by Fu Xingzhi.

"Why haven't you learned to be obedient?"

The smile on Fu Xingzhi's face disappeared, and his clearly handsome facial features showed a trace of anger, and he suppressed anger in his heart: "I didn't let go, who allowed you to run?" ”

What should I do if I get lost?

He didn't have a second life to get her back!

Qiao Wan stared at his pale face for a few seconds, finally compromised, took a deep breath and smirked: "What else does Mr. Fu command?" ”

When he eats this, she lets him eat it with a clear conscience.

Sure enough, listening to her voice that suddenly softened, Fu Xingzhi's anger was quickly extinguished.

She really knows how to grasp his weakness.

Coquettish in front of death, not worth mentioning!

"Fake affection!" Fu Xingzhi bit her collarbone hard, and immediately turned red: "But...... I like it no matter how fake it is! ”

Qiao Wan: "Mr. Fu is really the same as the (big) crowd!" ”

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Good night and ask for tickets.

My head hurts too much, I wake up tomorrow and write, and everyone goes to bed obediently after reading it.